Nico POV (Yes, again.)

I stand in front the mirror for a minute. Just me and my thoughts.

I turn to leave but notice the door opening. A guy, around my age comes in, he has brown, curly, hair, olive skin, green eyes, and freckles.

"Nico Di Angelo?" He asks.

"Umm, yes?"

"Wow. I never thought I'd be standing face to face."

"Excuse me?" I question.

"Oh, I'm Nicholas Baxter, I realized you had a really strong sent on the first day, and then I heard your name, and, well, then I understood."

My hand goes to my pocket reaching for my pocket knife, but this guy doesn't seem like a monster. He doesn't give me that vibe that puts me on edge.

"You're a satyr?" I ask.

"Yup." He answers, "I came here to find any sort of half-bloods, and I think I found one, but he hangs out with you more then me and I was wondering if you could introduce me to him?"

I nod. "Who is it?"

"Well, actually it's two people." Nicholas said, "The Hitachiin twins."

As soon as he says that it makes perfect sense. They're always energetic and good at most active things. Also very mischievous, probably Hermes's kids.

"Of course." I say, "How could I have not seen it before?"

"Don't beet yourself up over it. I didn't realize until just yesterday." He assures me.

"I'll do everything I can to help."

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